Travelling Home By Way Of Leamington Spa
My mother gave us a Marks and Spencer's gift card for Christmas and we decided we'd stop on our way home and spend it. What we did was drive until we felt hungry- by which time it was Warwickshire- then left the motorway, asked Sally Satnav to find us the nearest store and she took us to the centre of Leamington Spa. Leamington is a beautiful town- mostly built at the beginning of the 19th century- which was absolutely the greatest era for English domestic architecture- classical but neither slavish nor bombastic, with everything proportioned just so. We stayed there once when we were doing something Shakespeare-related in nearby Stratford- and we've promised ourselves we'll repeat the experience.

It's nice to be home- and not to have an alarm clock set. I woke at seven, turned over and slept for another three quarters of an hour. It's very quiet here in town; you don't have the traffic noises you have in the country.

It's nice to be home- and not to have an alarm clock set. I woke at seven, turned over and slept for another three quarters of an hour. It's very quiet here in town; you don't have the traffic noises you have in the country.
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Hah! What a neat observation. This is what I always think when I stay in the country, too. Deafened rustics cling to their fiction of bucolic peace and quiet, but we know better.
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It looks a very pleasant place from Google street view, though I've only ever passed through it on the train up to now.
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I used to enjoy visiting M&S, but knowing they use the abhorrent workfare scheme has killed any such pleasure. I do hope they reconsider such an ill-advised position.
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Workfare is foul.
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